Secrets Are Hard To Keep

Disclaimer: Don't own anything.....except my character Kira.

Seto slept undisturbed the better part of the night. As morning neared though, he found his dreams to be plagued by his thoughts. Slowly, Seto opened his eyes, still drowsy from sleep. It was still dark outside, the clock reading 5:24. The city wasn’t even quite awake yet itself.

Momentarily, Seto took in his surrounding, eyes settling on the naked figure laying next to him. Somehow in the middle of the night, they had separated and Kira’s back now faced him as he lay on his.

As quietly as possible, Seto scooted over to her, snaking his arm around her waist and pulling her close to him. She stirred and he kissed her shoulder in reassurance. Instantly, Kira fell back asleep, relaxed and comfortable in the tight embrace. Seto, however, could not.

The consequences of their actions from the night before couldn’t be ignored. Both were very famous, in different ways. While everyone knew who he was, he’d made it sure they knew nothing about his life in pretty much anyway. It wasn’t the same for her. She was an icon in the public eye. Thousands knew everything there is to know about her.

What were they going to do now? What if she became pregnant? The paparazzi would just love that. He could see the headlines already: YOUNG POP STAR BECOMES IMPREGNATED BY KIABO CORPS OWNER, SETO KIABA. It could be the ruin for both of them.

And what about them? How would they deal with it? Money certainly wouldn’t be an issue. But he doubted either of them were ready for anything as serious as that. They just had sex….that was a big enough step in itself.

Seto sat there for about half an hour until Kira woke up. She stretched beneath his arm, rolling onto her back and arching it. He pushed his thoughts aside momentarily, basking in her sight.

Kira turned to look at him. His hair was muffled and he looked a little tired. But who wouldn’t be after last night. The thought made her smile.

“What’s so funny?” he asked quietly.

“Nothing,” she replied, running her hand through his hair. Kira already wanted to do him again this morning before she had to go to work. “Is something wrong?”

Seto took a deep breath. Better now then never. “Kira, as much as I enjoyed last night, I can’t deny what the consequences might be.”

Kira’s smile faded to a look a of confusion. It suddenly dawned on her that she’d forgotten to tell him she’d plan this whole thing. That means she also forgot to tell him about the birth control pills she had acquired before coming.

“Seto, you don’t have to worry about me becoming pregnant,” Kira said softly.

Seto looked at her in shock, “But-…..” Kira place a finger to his lips.

“Seto, last night I came prepared to admit to you how I felt and get the truth out of you. I also thought about what the truth could lead to and took it in my own hands to purchase the ‘Morning After’ pill. So, you don’t need to worry about you becoming a daddy anytime soon.”

Seto’s face relaxed some, “But what about the rumors. We both know how closely you’re watched by the public.”

“You let me deal with that. Besides, how different will they be from the previous ones. This isn’t the first time I’ve stayed the night at this place, just not in the same bed.” Kira gave a playfiggliggle. “But no one knows that except us.”

Seto still wasn’t sure how this was going to work, but he wouldn’t sacrifice Kira for anything—that much he knew. He pulled Kira closer, suddenly aroused now that his major concerns had been fixed. Nuzzling her ear, Seto caressed different parts of her body.

“How would you like to start the morning off with a little foreplay?” Seto whispered in her ear.

“Only a little?” Kira asked draping a leg over his hip.

“Depends how much you can handle.” Seto captured her lips in a heated kiss, starting again the intimacy from last night.

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Fifteen minutes later, Kira convinced Seto they both had to get ready for work. They got up and each put on a robe, Seto retrieving one from a closet in the bathroom. Kira stepped in the shower, soon followed by her now lover. Seto grabbed Kira’s wet naked body and pressed it up against his. Kira never knew Seto to be so sexually active.

Once the finished cleansing themselves [thoroughly], both got out and dried off. Seto put on new clothes for the day while Kira redressed in her old ones. Seto watched as she hurriedly used his toothbrush and combed through her hair. He sat down next to her on the bed while she tied her shoes.

“You seem to be in a rush,” Seto stated.

“Yeah, I’m late for work and I still have to run back home to change into some new clothes and finish getting ready,” Kira explained.

“At least stay for breakfast. I could order some up,” he tried to persuade her.

Kira sat up from tying her shoe and crawled into Seto’s lap, a leg on each side of him. “I’m really sorry Seto, but I can’t. If we want to keep this a secret then we’re going to have to be really careful. I’ll make it up to you tonight, I promise.” Kira gave him a kiss on the forehead and then one on the lips.

Seto reluctantly got up and followed her out the door. He watched as she put on her jacket for the cool spring morning. Gathering up the rest of her stuff and finding her car keys, she headed to the door.

Kira turned around before opening the door. She noted the saddened look in Seto’s eyes. He didn’t want her to go, even if it was just for day. Not when they had finally connected. Seto tilted his head and gave her one last kiss, making sure his tongue left it’s taste in her mouth.

Kira smiled at him and left, closing the door behind her. Seto stood there for a while, before going to sit behind his desk. He looked out his window, seeing the sun peeking up over the city and cars noisily on their way to work.

Kira passed the secretaries desk. The older woman looked up from what she was doing and tried to hide her smile. Kira stopped and headed over to the desk.

“I guess you figured it out, right,” Kira asked the woman sitting behind it.

“I sort of figured when you didn’t leave last night and I didn’t get a call to prepare another room for you,” Mesumi responded, typing on her computer.

“You’re not going to say anything, are you? We kinda wanted it to be a secret.” Kira asked.

“Don’t worry, I won’t say a word. It’s not mine business or anyone else’s. Besides, that sort of publicity might not be good for either of your reputations.”

“Thanks Mesumi, I really appreciate it.” Kira always did like her.

“No need to thank me. When I start lying for you two, then you can thank me,” Mesumi said with a smile.

Kira smiled and left, waving her good-bye. Just as sent ent out the doors to the parking lot the phone rang.

Mesumi picked it up, “Good morning Mr. Kiaba. What can I do for you?”

“Morning Mesumi. Could you send up some breakfast for me?”

“Right away Mr. Kiaba.”

“Did you see Kira leave yet?”

“She just did.”

“Good.”

“Is there anything else I can help you with this morning?”

“No, that will be all, thank you.” Seto was about to hang up the phone when a thought crossed his mind. “Actually….Mesumi…” he didn’t know exactly how he should put what he wanted to say.

“It’s alright Mr. Kiaba, I won’t say anything. Kira asked the same thing.”

“Thanks Mesumi,” and with that Seto hung up the phone to start his work for the day.

**************

The day dragged on and on, or so it seemed to Seto. He was having a hard time getting motivated to work, even though he did it anyways. His thoughts kept drifting to Kira and the possible events of tonight. It quickly dawned on him that even though he was strong willed and had pretty good self-control (when need be), he was still very much a guy. Whether it was hormones, or just pervertedness, Seto couldn’t stop his body from wanting that pleasurable sensation, or his mind from thinking about it.

By the time night came around, Seto was more than ready for Kira to appear. Mokuba had gone home again, not knowing of her arrival. Mokuba had pointed out that Seto seemed a little different, even though he couldn’t put his finger on it. The older brother tried not to pay too much attention and changed the subject.

Suddenly, Kira bursted through his office door. Seto looked at her in shock. He watched her as she dropped a huge duffle bag onto the couch, along with her jacket and other belongings. Kira walked behind his desk and turned his chair to face her. She then climbed into his lap, attacking his lips in a bruising kiss. His senses returned quickly and he kissed her back equal force, grabbing her hips and pushing her down into his lap.

Kira grinded against him, moaning into his mouth from her own pleasure. Seto could have done her in that chair now and then. Obviously she’d missed him today as well. His attention focused to his lower area when she grinded against him harder.

Unexpectedly, Kira pulled away and got off of him. “You’ve got one minute to finish up whatever your doing and get in that bedroom,” Kira warned, holding up one finger tprespresent the minute.

Seto looked to his computer screen at the unfinished work. He looked to see Kira already heading to the bedroom door, counting outloud. Frantically, Seto finished typing whatever thought he had been thinking and saved his work. He shut down his laptop, closed and cleared his desk. Seto literally sprinted from his desk to the somewhat open door, reaching back to shut off the lights.

The door shut behind him as he locked it. Seto gazed at the figure before him once his eyes adjusted to the darkness. Kira had taken her hair out of the ponytail and laid on the bed. Her legs were crossed and she was propped up on her elbows. The covers had been peeled back and her shoes and socks discarded to the floor.

Seto hastily removed his outer jacket and his shoes and socks as well. Slowly, he crawled on top of Kira’s slim figure. He couldn’t pick every detail of her body from the darkness of the room, the only light coming through the cracks in the curtain that covered the large window.

Seto locked lips with the woman and leaned her back onto the bed. Her head now rested on one of the many pillows, hands wrapped around his muscular body. She was already trying to get his shirt off. Seto kissed his way down her jaw to her neck, attacking it fiercely.

“I missed you today,” Kira rasped out.

“I missed you too,” Seto said between kisses.

“You were constantly….nnnnnnnnnn……..on my mind,” Kira was quickly losing her ability to speak.

“Mine too,” Seto murmured against her skin.

“I couldn’t—“ Kira was cut off by Seto kissing her.

He pulled away, “Stop talking Kira.”

She looked at him for a second, “Oh, right.”

The two continued their assault on each other’s bodies, inexperienced hands rushing to remove clothing. Seto kissed his way around her body since lack of light made it hard to do any other way. The warm air tickled his skin, sending his senses into overdrive. His fingertips felt every curve of fit body beneath him, carving the feel into his mind.

Kira reacted to every touch, breath, and kiss, either with her body or voice. It was hard waiting for the one thing she really wanted, but the suspense would make it so much better. When their mouths came in contact again, Kira rolled Seto onto his back, straddling hip hips. He moaned into her mouth and then tried to get back ontop, but found she had him pinned to the bed. Seto mentally cursed.

Kira kissed her way to her lover’s own nipples, swirling her tongue around each one a couple of times. Continuing her way down, hair tickling his skin, she came in contact with his naval. She stopped there after teasing him, moving back to his lips.

Seto welcomed his kiss and embraced her tightly, rolling her back onto her back. His patience was growing ever so thin and teasing wasn’t something he could handle at the moment. Reaching down he pulled the covers over them and then held himself up over her body.

“Are you ready?” he asked scooting his hips closer to her womanhood.

“So soon?”

Seto bent closer to her face, “I’m afraid I can’t wait much longer. But if you need to be aroused more then…”

“NO, no…I can assure you I’m aroused enough. I just thought we would drag it out longer. I didn’t expect us to be nearing the end so soon.” Kira ran her fingers down his toned chest. She felt Seto run his tip between her folds, preparing himself.

“If you don’t feel satisfied afterwards, we can always do it again.” Seto found her entrance and waited for her to give the OK.

“I’m sure I’ll feel satisfied, but I might just take you up on your offer anyways.” Kira pushed her hips forward, taking several inches of him into her. Seto pushed in the rest of the way, relinquishing in the wet hotness of her body. He groaned, grateful that his long aching needs were finally being taken care of.

Kira rocked her hips, ready for him to start and Seto started a smooth rhythm. It was kind of slow at first, but the two of them made their way up to a faster pace. Kira lifted her bottom off of the bed and thrusted against him. Each movement sent loads of pleasure to both of them.

As Kira glanced at Seto she saw that his eyes were closed. He seemed lost in ecstasy and what he was doing. His breathing was hard and his hair stuck to his perspired skin. Kira came up with an idea. She pushed herself up with her arms, all her her feet off the bed. Her lips grazed the outside of his ear and Seto cracked his eyes open. His head rested in the juncture between her shoulder and neck.

Kira’s hot breath made him close his eyes to keep from getting dizzy. Soon she was whispering things in his ear that made his ego swell.

“Oh god Seto,” Kira mewed, “so good…You feel so big..I don’t know how much more I can take…oh, OH! Right there Seto…nnnnn…that feels really good.”

Seto continuously hit whatever sweet spot he had found, loving every sound Kira made with each thrust. He pushed her back onto the bed and pumped harder into her. His sack tightened and all too soon he felt the need to release. Somehow, he managed to hold back until Kira was ready.

They rocked on the bed, both sweating and breathing hard. Finally, Seto felt Kira contract around him and the second he felt her hot juices he released his seed. The feeling was identical to last time. Seto collapsed on top of Kira, no longer able to hold up his own weight. He rolled them onto their sides so she’d be able to breathe.

Seto’s head rested just above her breast, listening to her fast heartbeat. Her breath moved at about the same speed as her heart, both slowly going back to normal. Seto’s manhood still resided within her, not wanting to come out. When Kira opened her legs, Seto pulled himself out, but pulling Kira back close.

“So, are you satisfied?” Seto asked.

“Definitely.” Was all Kira could get out at the moment.

“Then I guess you wouldn’t want to do it again?”

“Save it for the morning.”

“Deal.”

They didn’t talk for the rest of the night, no words needing to be spoken anyways. Both eventually nodded off to sleep.